Chapter 131: Victor - Helen 7

Chapter 131: Victor - Helen 7
And of course, with that girl's personality, she would definitely cause trouble for Helen.

Then, when Victor woke up, they naturally accused her, causing the boss to send her back to France.

At that time, they had just chased away that sour bitch, and there was also a virtuous sister-in-law.

"Oh, Uncle Albert, you're so smart," Ken said.

Albert snorted coldly: "Brat, haven't you heard the saying 'The older the ginger, the spicier'?"

With a smug expression, he got in the car and left. He secretly guessed that by tonight, Victor would wake up. With Victor's personality, someone would definitely die again.

Abeba, this time, she touched someone she shouldn't have touched.
Albert left, Ken stood there, looking on with a happy face, just hoping that Victor would wake up and see his sister-in-law being bitten by that bitch Abeba, and then break Abeba's dog's mouth, that would be great fun.

He was looking forward to that moment.

Not long after Albert left, as expected, Abeba really started a fight with Helen.

Seeing Helen sitting there, looking after Victor, Abeba was so angry that her eyes almost bugged out.

Albert, Ken, and Ben had just left, and she immediately rushed over and snatched the hot water bag from Helen's hand.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Helen snatched the hot water bag away.

She frowned slightly, still not saying a word, picked up the hot towel next to her, and wiped Victor's face.

This action of hers made Abeba furious.

She shouted. "Are you deaf? Get out of Victor's room immediately." As she shouted, she poured a basin of water on Helen.

Helen was slapped four times, water was splashed on her face, and she was cursed.

But she remained calm, not fighting back, not attacking, only looking at Abeba with a truly terrifying gaze.

She suddenly shut her mouth, not daring to say anything, not daring to scream anymore. A feeling of fear rose in her heart; she felt that this woman named Helen was very dangerous, even more dangerous than when she saw Victor angry.

That's right,

Abeba really didn't know what fear of death was; if it weren't for Albert just saying that she was someone Victor valued, then Helen would have definitely crushed her mouth.

She endured for him because she didn't want to put pressure on him, make him feel awkward; otherwise, what could Abeba, just her, do to her?

Helen stared at Abeba for a while, then stood up and left.

She left not because she was afraid of that woman, but because of him; she wanted him to rest in peace. Well, Abeba didn't care what she thought of her.

Seeing her leave, Abeba was no longer afraid, but breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh my god, I thought she was something, but it turns out she's just like those dogs, running away with her tail between her legs."

She looked at Helen with disdain.

Helen left the room, the door slamming behind her.

Outside, she saw Ben and Ken.

The two boys saw her, "Sister Helen, why are you all wet? What did she do to you? Did she dare to kick you out?" Ben spoke first.

He wanted to run into the room, but was pulled back by Helen.

"Ben, let Victor rest. I'm fine."

"But..." Ben was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Ken had just told him about Albert's intentions, and he knew he should endure it, but Abeba was too much.

Helen glanced at Ben.

"Ben, I'm a human, I'll take revenge. I'm just saying. Do you understand?"

Ken also interrupted: "Ben, forget it, trust Helen. Let's go out, we'll watch a play together tonight."

Ken said, pulling Ben's hand to leave.

The two of them were about to leave, but stopped: "Helen, what are you going to do next? Do you want to go to the Boss's private room?"

"No need, I'll go out and wait for Victor to wake up. When he's stable, I'll go." Helen finished speaking, not looking at the two of them anymore. Sitting outside the door waiting for Victor to wake up.

But the purpose was still afraid that Abeba would attack him.

That's why she waited outside the door.

"Okay, we'll get you a chair. If anything happens, call us." Ken said and went to get a chair for Helen.

"Wait, no need. You two don't need to do that. Leave me alone." Helen said sternly.

Ken and Ben had no choice but to listen.

The two of them left.

Only Helen was left standing in front of the door.

She collapsed to the floor, the wound on her face still hurting; this was the first time someone had hit her in the face.

She fought back like she was jealous, smiling coldly. Abeba liked Victor, according to Ken, that girl had known him before her, but it was just Abeba's one-sided love.

As for him, he didn't even have a single feeling.
She sat there, her deep eyes looking around. Albert's words made her even more determined.

She liked him, she would agree, this time she would not challenge him anymore, she would make Abeba even angrier.

"Want to fight for a man with me? You are dreaming. Let's see who will win, Victor. Abeba, how did you treat me just now? I will make Victor get it back from you for me."
...

Time passed very quickly. Near evening, Victor lay on the bed and woke up in a daze.

His whole body ached, uncomfortable.

"Where is this? Where did Helen go?" His mouth was dry, and he muttered for a while.

He slowly opened his eyes. In front of him, he vaguely saw a figure; his hand was also holding another hand, but he felt something was wrong.

He opened his mouth and whispered her name, "Helen, are you Helen?"

Although his whole body was in severe pain, as soon as he woke up, he immediately thought of Helen first.

It was true that love made people stupid; his mind was filled with the image of that person.

Love was both sweet and scary.

As soon as Victor woke up, he immediately mentioned Helen's name.

Who would have thought that at this moment, Abeba's expression was distorted?

She was the one who took care of him all day; it was her, yet as soon as he woke up, he mentioned Helen's name.

She didn't want to.

"Victor, it's me. Don't you recognize me?" Abeba grabbed Victor's hand and called out loudly.

Her voice was shrill, causing Victor to frown. He shook his head, opened his eyes, and looked back.

Abeba?